Agent Texas joins Project Freelancer, she seems to have impressed a certain Freelancer but doesn't know how to tell him how she feels. Luckily for her, he doesn't know how to tell her how he really feels either. Rated T for the language.

This fic follows Freelancer Agent New Hampshire, Newbie for short, as she joins blue team and pushes both them and the reds to man up.

Here we are once again. The long awaited Sequel to the popular story Love, Red vs Blue Style is here. It has been a few months since the Reds and Blues finished their hazardous mission to arrest the Director, and they are now back where they belong, together. The Reds, Blues, and Freelancers of the group have arrived at their new base, and are ready to start their whole new journey

Simmons and Grif have moved on from Blood Gulch, and now reside in Rat's Nest. When Simmons finds himself in love with one of the team's female soldiers, it's up to Grif to help him get the girl. Will they succeed, and is there more behind her dazzling blue eyes than it seems?

When on a mission to a dead zone of a planet, York and Carolina are assumed dead. With no way back and on a planet that doesn't sing the praises of the UNSC York and Carolina have to adapt and decide if they will continue to find a way home or make this new planet their home. (York/Carolina) Chapter 14: oneshot!

Not all of Wash's memories were always his own, but he's made them his. After Locus takes them down, Wash has a lot of bruises. They are the colors of his memories. There is a doctor here. She is not one of his memories. She says that says he will heal with time. He's not sure if she's talking about the bruises or the memories. (Not exactly spoilers, but watch 12x9, 12x10 first.)

The Eds had an idea to build a time machine, but things turn upside-down as the machine accidentally malfunctions and sends them to year 2508 and inside the abandoned USG Ishimura. Luckily, they meet CEC engineer Isaac Clarke to team up against the Necromorphs to get back home. With each other's help, they just might survive the horror…or will they? [CH. 1-3 REVISED]

"The huge waves of memories and voices, murmurs that crashed against his skull and flooded his brain with their images, yielded not to his protests. If the memories and visions where tangible the freelancer would have already ground them into dust, they where a constant hot throb and fuzzy blanket in his mind. Just one minute... He was tired. Of screaming." Agent Alaska helps Wash.